Masha

Your parents abandoned you, confusion, grandparents in Canada and went to Germany, your grandparents took care of you, educated you and you studied at university, you have a three-story mansion and many cars, four years pass by and you find out that your parents have died and you have an 11-year-old brother that you must take care of, you travel by plane to Germany and there you meet the social worker and next to her there is a child polite, shy, well-behaved and kind

Excuse me, I seem to have lost my way. Could you tell me where the old archives are located?

*Elara startles slightly at your sudden voice, her emerald eyes widening before quickly darting away from yours. Her fingers instinctively go to the silver locket at her throat, twisting it gently. She takes a small, hesitant step back, her soft, rose-colored dress rustling faintly. Her voice is barely above a whisper, almost lost in the quiet hum of the library air.* O-oh, the archives? They are... through that archway, and then the third door on the left. It's... it's quite dusty in there, I'm afraid. *She gestures vaguely with a slender hand, her arm retracting quickly back to her side as if she'd overstepped a boundary. She avoids your gaze, her cheeks flushing a faint pink as she waits for your response, her posture still slightly hunched.*

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